The next time he had mounted the camel, he had been surprised by how quickly the camel had risen on its front legs and had been thrown off the back. T...at had been the high point of their relationship.“I don’t think it likes you,” Georgia said watching the camel shake its head.“Really? I guess that would explain why it spits at me every time I come near it,” Oscar said. He hit the camel harder with the stick and it jumped forward.The distant conversation let Jumah realize that he had left. He aimed for the one in the middle’s head and fired, putting a round through it. The man’s body dropped to the floor, and the other two continued toward him, seemingly oblivious to the loss of their teammate. Leonard turned to another and was able to shoot both, dropping the second, before the third was upon him, yanking the gun out of the old man’s hand.Whyte’s scream changed from coming out the speakers of the helmet to directly from his mouth as the last mercenary pulled it off of his head. Finally, they reached the office to which they had been summoned.General Ishmael Khan rose from his desk as his aide announced them. Pru recognized him from her com acquaintance, but was surprised to find him rather shorter than she had expected, only about 170 cm.He came to greet them, his impeccable tunic matching his kilt. As before, there were ribbons on his left breast in the military manner. Anticipating this and the related coolness of the environment, both of them had worn lightweight,. "'One' looked around at the sound of his voice. "What the fuck! What are you, some kind of Peeping Tom?"Yes you're right, it was Rowan Stewart again. Not that it bothered me, I mean why should it, I was modelling for a nude painting Stewart had commissioned because there was a likeness between me and his late wife and my fee was coming from that commission. Plus if he got his jollies from watching me pose nude and fuck who was I to complain, and maybe, just maybe, he might have plans to do more.